Whispering Verse

"Thank you, sir."

The soul avoided the sunlight and bowed slightly to Shade in the shadow. Shade shook his head, indicating that it was nothing.

Mia looked at the soul, but Shade didn't notice the cat's actions.

"I don't know if you still remember, but we actually met once in church. I didn't notice anything wrong with you at that time, otherwise maybe"

"I have no ifs."

The soul smiled bitterly and said that compared to the souls that Shade encountered in the cemetery, which were related to love, family, and love and hatred spanning half a century, Mr. Freeman was more like a human being:

"I know I shouldn't stay here, I should go. Just, I want to ask you to do one thing for me."

He bowed again, and Shade thought for a while:

"You tell me what you want to do first. I won't promise others things at will."

"I actually saved a sum of money privately. I don't know if you are married. Men who have married have this habit."

He smiled sheepishly and continued to explain:

"The money is about 50 pounds, and I have been saving it for ten years. I originally planned to buy something that she thought was a waste of gold pounds behind my wife's back, such as a handmade brass battleship model from Kasenlik, or something worth it. The money from the collection of commemorative stamps was hidden in our original home, in a hole under the attic floorboards.”

Probably the hole where the money was hidden was too small, so they didn't find it when Shade and the priest checked it in the morning.

"Please bring this money to my family. It is very important to them now. You can take half of it and give the remaining half to them."

He smiled unnaturally at Shade, obviously worried that Shade would keep it to himself. But he had no other choice, after all, he was just a soul.

"In this case, I promise [Mr. Liming] that I will only take the carriage fee for the round trip and the commission fee of 1 pound. Although I am not a rich man, I will not earn this kind of money."

Shade said softly, the soul's expression was slightly startled, and then bowed to Shade for the third time, and then disappeared into the shadows when Shade blinked.

He continued walking and went to where he was supposed to go.

When Shade returned from Hangleton Garden Street with the money, Mrs. Freeman and her party had not yet returned home. So he opened the door of someone else's house without permission, went to the second floor, deducted the carriage ride and 1 pound, and put the remaining change into the opened wooden box for moving.

Of course, the oil painting is still in the painting folder and has not been touched, so the characteristics of the relic have not taken effect.

In order to prevent Mrs. Freeman from seeing the money, Shade thoughtfully placed the banknotes on top of the debris and pressed down one side with the children's cloth toys.

But probably because the seemingly well-made cloth toy also had the image of a cat, this made Mia, who was being held by Shade, very dissatisfied. If it hadn't been stopped by Shade, it would have even wanted to rush into the wooden box and fight to the death with the "cat".

Although Mia is timid, this cat will show great courage and strength once it encounters someone it thinks is no match. This is also the reason why Xiao Mia can leave a deep impression on pet store owners.

"You did well today. Let's go eat something good for dinner."

Shade hugged the orange cat and said happily. He likes the self-satisfaction that doing good things brings to him.

Walking from the Freemans' temporary apartment to Dr. Schneider's clinic, Mrs. Freeman was about to return home with her two children.

Dr. Schneider had returned to the clinic and wasted some time blurring the family's memories, so they met Shade at the door of the clinic.

The memory was hazy, but Mrs. Freeman's impression of Shade did not fade completely so quickly. When she met him, the middle-aged woman thanked Shade again, and then left with her two children.

Shade stood at the door and watched their figures disappear into the distance of the street. Thinking about the relationship between mystery and ordinary people, he shook his head and turned around to enter the clinic.

The doctor and the priest were waiting for him in the study on the second floor. When Shade came in, Dr. Schneider was listening to the priest August talk about what they did today.

"Very good, Shade, this is the standard containment process for relics. Discover problems, investigate, encounter dangers, solve difficulties, and contain relics. This time you are following Priest Augustus, which is better than following me or Louisa. , you will gain more.”

The doctor praised, the old priest smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said humbly that today's credit belongs to Shade.

Shade was in a good mood and sat down, then showed the oil painting to the doctor. As expected, a new model of the house appears in the painting, which is what the clinic will look like.

But because no one touches it, the painting can be taken out of the clinic. When entering the next house, the model on the table will change into a new one.

"Based on your description, I think this relic is more likely to be [Clerical Grade] (Level 4)."

After thinking carefully, the blue-eyed doctor made a cautious judgment and explained the reasons:

"When you first encountered it, you didn't realize that it could transform wood into real objects. Compared with the bandage puppets chasing you in the house, the transformation of wood into real objects is free of charge. Generating interior models of complex buildings is the most valuable feature of this relic.”

"But we still don't know yet, except for the puppets that Shade used thaumaturgy to create that were originally real objects. In other cases, how can we create puppets that can be accepted by this painting."

Father Augustus stated:

"So, I still think it is more likely that this item is [Poet Grade]."

Of course, the final rating of the relic depends on the records of the academy. If there is no record, it will need to be compared with the information of other colleges and churches. If there is still no record, it will take a long time to test before the conclusion can be reached.

The report on the storage of relics cannot be written in one go, but the relics can be submitted directly to the academy. No one wants to keep such things in their own homes.

Of course, the submitted relics cannot be sent directly using the pages of [poet Cohen's manuscript]. In order to prevent correspondence students from sending strange things, the pages are usually stored separately in a safe compartment at the college.

The doctor first sent a note explaining that the group was to submit the relic. After receiving the reply from the academy, Yushade briefly described the appearance and basic characteristics of the relic, and then sent the message to the academy.

This time, after waiting for half an hour, news came from the other side that the relics could be delivered. This half hour was used by the college to search for information and set up appropriate containment measures. No one knew what the correspondence students were going to send.

The oil painting was rolled into a tube by Shade and stood on the poetry page in the doctor's hand. Shortly after it disappeared, a receipt appeared from the poetry page, indicating that St. Byrons had received the relics sent by the students.

It took another ten minutes before a piece of paper with the St. Byrons school emblem printed on it was delivered.

This is a formal relic acceptance letter, with the time and place written on it, as well as the name of the student who submitted the relic, and the names of the professors from the Student Administration Office and Library School who were in class that day.

The specific information of the relic is written in the middle, which means that this relic has found corresponding information in the data and is a known relic that has been recorded.

Dr. Schneider was right, this was a clerical (level 4) relic.

[Crazy Sean's Oil Painting House], a work created by an unknown painter in the Fourth Era, has been recorded in detail in the Fifth Era.

The specific characteristics of the relic were almost explored by Shade and Priest August during today's adventure. The only thing they don't know is what kind of puppet can enter the oil painting. The answer is given in the academy's information.

"Puppets made with all the passion and heart give unique inspiration and creativity. For ordinary people, it will consume a lot of mental power and may even cause mental disorder. For ring magicians, in addition to superb art level, it also requires spirit and great enthusiasm and concentration.

A living person will create a puppet of his own appearance and send it into the oil painting, which can replace his own puppet in the oil painting and enhance the puppet's intelligence and movement speed. If a living person affected by the relic dies, the puppet that enters the oil painting can become the carrier of his soul. Before the puppet is destroyed, the soul will not be absorbed by the oil painting. "

Shade read out those words, and Dr. Schneider clicked his tongue while holding the wine glass. After returning from the consultation, his work for the day was over, so the middle-aged man could leisurely drink "off-duty wine" and chat with the two of them:

"If someone really carved a puppet like that, but unfortunately died, the carved puppet entered the painting after death, and the painting was never touched by anyone else after that. Doesn't this mean that the unlucky person Guy, I want to deal with the bandage murder puppet you mentioned in the oil painting for hundreds of years until he is caught or gives up."

"Is such that."

Shade nodded and continued reading the college documents.

"Shad, is there any other way to contain this relic other than destroying the house in the oil painting like we did?"

The priest asked with great interest that most people would never be able to repeat the method used by Shade.

"Indeed, the method we used is a very rare case. The correct approach recorded by the academy is to find more people who are proficient in the carpenter's craft, let them work together to put the puppets they carved into the oil painting, and then let those puppets defeat the bandage puppets , in this way, everyone involved can be freed."

Shade paused and turned the page:

"With this method, the bandage monster will not run into the real world, because it will be eliminated in the painting. Although our method is simple, we must face the final attack."

"What about containment? What happens if this thing gets out of control?"

"The containment method is very simple. Just store it in a normal way without being touched. The loss of control of this item will only occur when the oil painting properties are in effect. If someone tries to add content to the oil painting with a brush, the bandage weirdo will catch him. Hold that pen and walk out of the painting."

Shade said, and Priest August showed a happy expression:

"Fortunately, we did not think of this method. We are really grateful to Mr. Freeman for pointing us in the direction."

"Run away? Just like what happened to you and Priest Augustus?"

The doctor smiled and asked:

"Isn't the other party very weak?"

The priest who looked at the document in Shade's hand shook his head:

"The academy said that what we encountered was an incomplete bandage monster, because we have already contained it. A complete bandage monster is an extremely powerful evil thing that carries the element of whispers and requires at least an 11th level magician to deal with it. "

The three of them showed expressions of wonder at the same time.

"Fortunately I didn't go, otherwise I would most likely have proposed using a brush to change the oil painting."

The doctor also whispered.